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cypress hill - i remember that freak bitch (from the club) (feat. barron ricks) lyrics

i use to know this girl who slang the green sh-t
had it all going on but it didn’t mean sh-t
she wanted to be a star with big cars
and all the fame that came her way i gotta say
that she was all that and a bag of indoe
with no seeds such a delightful weed
i wish she was still around but no she’s gone
my guess she got blessed and she got put on
hey yo i miss that girl she was the bomb
had the bomb diggy bomb bom and up on the quraun
had all the holy book with looks to kill still
i never met another dealer with that appeal
with those electric eye’s hypnotize any wise man
surpize the queen of the lye.

b smooth
2nd half of 1st verse

mo’ better b-tches bounce in five deep cliques
dipped in victoria secret scents
hangin/ with men under surveillance from the government
while don juan types floss rites – she’s chewin’ on ice
meditatin’ with her camp gettin’ damp
she’s a femme fatale freak b-tch high maintenance
got her f-ckin’ cl-t pierced chained to her -n-s
professional fo wettin’ n-gg-s up, suck em first till’ they bust
swallow nut then she’s quick to strut right ou the projects
been a wh-r- since ’91
suckin’ n-gg-s d-cks for fun holdin guns in her buns
type of chick to tel you f-ck her in the -ss talkin’ sh-t
while she’s going lalalalalalulullu
on ya d-ck!!!

(hook)

i remember that freak b-tch
up in the club a victoria secret
she gives love no matter which way you keep it
you get thrown out the picture now peep it
you get the glove b-tch………..

its been years since i’ve sen the queen of reen on the screen
so i stepped up to her screen door like a dream
or better yet like a fin needing a fix
she wasn’t like other chicks
on the scene puling schemes for chips
she was like run dmc tougher than leather
raw b-tch but then she was soft like a feather
never again will i meet a woman of her nature
sky pager turned of dating one of the lakers
lucky -ss n-gg- with a jump-shot
he got that hot sh-t all in his pocke on lock
d-mn i guess i’m jealous that other fellas got with her
but her sister’s bangin too what should i do?
f-ck it i’ll do like my n-gg- smooth would the princess
planting my seed in the next queen of buddha bless
f-ck playing the 2nd string on the squad
i’m blowin up all in your face word to god.

b smooth
2nd half of 2nd verse

yeah, i f-cker in the hershey tunnel
deep inside it made her p-ssy bubble
a yo! she told me that it loves you
i told her arch that back and let me see that -ss
and then i kissed it licked it stuck my nose all in position
i told her baby listen — can’t you see my f-ckin d-ck is
throbbin’ she started gobbalin, slobberin’ d-ck gurgalin
‘burpin’ it
i told her it don’t matter baby jusst don’t bit it
no nolds barred my d-ck was hard enough to dent a car
i stuck it in between to spread da red sea apart
the p-ssy fart was a mothaf-ckin’ work of art
she rode my d-ck just like a kawasaki till her p-ss started
soundin’ sloppy like an old jalopy
time to nut took off the condom slapped her on the b-tt
then i busted in her in between her lips, then she started
lickin’ it because it was good sh-t!
protein packed enriched
yeah i got my sh-t the freaky mr. ricks

(hook)

i remember that freak b-tch
up in the club a victoria secret
she gives love no matter which way you keep it
you get thrown out the picture now peep it
you get the glove b-tch..

- cypress hill lyrics

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